Today is a special day.
A very special day, actually.
It started just like another normal day.
I woke up, ran out of bed and got dressed.
Went to school, and almost fell asleep during the two first hours.
I was really looking forward to the next seven lessons:
Besides social science it was only subjects including music.
However, the day never turned out to be like this.
When it was my turn to conduct,
I never got further than to the piano.
We could hear our principal telling
that one of the schools teatchers had suffered from cancer,
and now he was dead.
Pretty weird, actually, how things can suddenly get turned upside- down.
Even though I've never known this teatcher,
it feels weird to have one less teatcher at the school.
We all went home immediately, as the flag was flown half mast.
I went on the train, and here's where you'll all meet my socalled "Angel".
You see, the train arrived Bryne at 14.13, just after my bus had gone.
I could easily walk around for half an hour, if it wasn't for the rain.
This is when I realise that my "angel" drove to the station that morning.
With a little of begging, he actually drove me home...
So, J.G.M. you are choosen to be the angel of the day!
Enjoy!
And, please, do not take all my cheeky comments seriously!
I'm never serious, but I think you already know...
I can never make it clear enough how happy I am to know you!
Who else should be driving me home this rainy day? ;)
We all love you!
You always brighten up our day!
Lots of hugs from me=)
(I'll make sure to delete this blog as soon you write me a comment.
However, if you never do, I'll make sure it stays here..)
-Silje-
(Kommentaren bør helst ikkje vær adle di domme feilå æg he i engelsken min..;)
tirsdag, november 1
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viss du ikkej he noge mod at an varte liggane på siå mi, så kan an ligga sjøl om du skrive kommentar ao allså.. =)
-Silje-
Å dæ går faktisk bussa te lye ganske ofta!
Hey!
Can I just first of all ask you why you write in English? I think that if you had written in Norwegian you would not have to worry about typos. But anyway, I'll just continue to write in English since that seems to be the language you use most frequently.
I really don't know what to write about in a comment for your blog... Hope that what I write is ok...
Men øve t noge litt meir folkele snakk enn engelsk. si du va så redde for skrivefeilå dine så kan æg jo nevna enn bare for løye. D hette ikkje schools teacher, eller jaffal ikkje sånn så du ville at d sgo bety. Du sgo heller skreve "school's teacher" for d va vel skulen sin lærar du ville sei å ikkje skulane lærar. for d sista høyrdest bare rart ud. mn uanz. d va bare enn æg såg så måtte æg jo mesten bare kommentera d nå du fyssta sa at æg ikkje sgo jær d...
ja, d va egentle d æg kom på å sei... kosa dg resten av dagen!
JGM
skrivefeil.. vilt irriterane skrivefeil ennåte... menmen.. kan kje vær perfekte helle... =) kæ sko æg då trengt Gud for?
heh.. æg skrive te å mæ feil på norsk... bare sjå den forrige kommentaren min..=)
-Silje-
So, why do i keep writing in English?
hmm... trur dæ går i litt av kvart på siå mi, faktisk tysk ao, for dei så fekk mæ sæg dæ.. trur kun dæ he sjidd ei gong.. =)
gronnen æ vel at dæ faktisk æ litt forsjellige folk så læse på na.. å då æ dæ litt drid for engelske folk å læsa norsk...
men dæ kan me diskutera en gong me treffes på toge elle noge?!? =)
snakkes=)
-Silje-
i d a d s u t å b d s m.
eeh... huh?
Gratla me d grønna :)
Du, eg he lurt på ei stonn, va d eg så sa d i innledningå te siå di om å snakka breiast?
klem!
heh, nå he æg jo egentle svart dæg då, men for adle sin nysjerrighed; du ao he sagt dæ;)
men akkorat denne gongå tenkte æg på suskenbarne mitt på far si sia; Erlend. Ei så går på Lundehaugen æ nemligt venninnå han si. Han hadde sagt te henna at viss hu fant den av adle så snakkte breiast på skulen, så va dæ garantert suskenbadne han sitt. Hu traff på fussta forsøg...
Lure på keffor egentle? Snakke jo kje så breidt, jære æg vel? =)
men dæ æ jo jillt å høyra at viss folk lure åp koss dialektå deira egentle æ, så tenke di på mæg.. ;)
Klem to my little april shower (babmi-sangen..)
hmm.. i den sangen konne di vurdert å endra april shower te march flower når dæ jelle dæg ;)
!MELK
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